God Of War Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The agony was unbearable, and I couldn't hold back the scream that tore from my lips, echoing through the silent woods. Amidst the rustling of leaves, I heard footsteps approaching, and I lifted my head, my red-rimmed eyes locking onto the familiar figure standing before me. The scent of sandalwood filled the air, a comforting presence amidst the chaos raging within me. "You again," I muttered, my voice thick with pain and frustration as I regarded the azure-eyed god standing before me. Despite my anger towards him, I couldn't deny the worry etched into his features as he looked down at me.

Eventually, she stopped asking. One afternoon, while dragging water through the Upper Tier, she paused outside a classroom. The heavy stone doors stood slightly ajar. Inside, pale apprentice gods sat rigidly at black desks under the severe gaze of an instructor tracing glowing symbols across a slate of crystal. "...The First Divine War reshaped the heavens..." the priest intoned. The apprentices repeated the mantra in chilling unison. The girl stood silently in the shadows. She watched the glowing shapes, listening intently as the children chanted. Her mind, desperate to make sense of her prison, began linking the sharp lines to the spoken sounds.

I imagine Kas telling a story and using magic to make the constellations move at her will. Kas. I have to get her home. “Did… did I just kill the God of War?” My mind is more fuzzy than it was a minute ago. I pull the straps on the tac vest, loosening it so I can breathe. “Sort of… He won’t stay dead. Zeus will have to bring his back from Purgatory and Zeus hates this son of a bitch.” He looks at Ares with an air of amusement. “So, it’s gonna be a really long time for that to happen.”

A God of War, an expert of the Island Nations, the result of genetic surgery… Was instantly taken down with a single slap?! Takai seemed more miserable than he had been in Mandrake Residence. He could still stand before but did not even have the strength to struggle now. Harvey York crossed his arms calmly, like an indomitable deity. The sun shone on Harvey, showing a godly figure. Takai glared at Harvey with shock and disbelief. He was perplexed. He had already been genetically enhanced… He was a God of War…

Xander bowed deeply, his heart still racing from his near-death experience. The other guy, witnessing his ally get pulverized by Howard's fist, lost all fight in him and zipped to the side, his mind a whirlwind of panic and disbelief. The intel they had was a total bust! Was it not said that the strongest in Mendorra only possessed the power of martial generals at peak mastery stage? How was it that a martial god-level powerhouse suddenly appeared? That was a setup! He had to bolt, or he would be dead! "No escaping this!" Yoel, eyes locked on the fleeing figure, gave chase.

Tristan Mercer is the commander—otherwise known as the Alpha—of Drovenia's premier special forces unit, codenamed the Fenrir unit. After retiring from the army, he goes undercover into civilian life to repay the debt he owes Claire Grayson for saving his life. He hides his past and marries into the Grayson family as a live-in son-in-law, becoming Claire's househusband. For five long years, even though Claire is sharp-tongued and cruel, Tristan swallows his pride and cooks and cleans without complaint. He tells himself he's doing this to repay Claire. Then their daughter, Ruby Grayson, suffers a sudden heart attack. While the doctors try and fail to save her, Claire is off taking care of h

His eyes remain filling up with hunger as they take in my breasts covered by a transparent nightgown. The heat of his gaze begins to boil in my chest making its way down to my stomach and finally my core. Clenching my thighs I move closer to the fan by my side to cool my hot body. No matter how many fights or misunderstandings we have, we will always be seduced by the bond we possess. We will always want to devourer the other. I watch as Cronus walks to Deimos and puts his hand over his shoulder sparking a conversation. He seems happy as he casually pushes him while teasing him. Is this how they were in the past? Close friends?

He went pale and reached for his robe. I snatched the fabric right out of his hands and pulled him onto the bed. "You smell good," I trailed my fingers down his chest. "Like a midnight forest. You make me feel safe." The tips of his ears turned instantly red. That night, we were feral. I used to think the War God's stamina was legendary. I was wrong. The Lord of the Underworld had a staying power all his own. Orion didn't stop until dawn broke. I was literally begging him to rest. I melted into his arms, feeling a satisfaction I had never known before.

"Come off it mum. That would be a disgrace to the Saturn's territory, saranta's valley in particular. The crown prince Bethuliami went to earth alone and made his accomplices, why can't I? Or are you indirectly saying that Alvandia's stronger than us? " "No, dear, not at all, seems you have a very good point. Your wish is granted. You'd go alone to get the goddess. But if worst comes to worst, I'd send for help." "Mother, thank you." Damatris was cleansed and purified, her powers were tripled. The feminotes all donated a piece of their coral beads to her for protection. "Mothers! Mother Hudrab, Mother Gustav, Mother Nehelity and Mother Fredugu. The awaited day has arrived, our goddess will s

"Silvia, are you done yet? Do you have to ruin my job too before you're satisfied?" Caroline dropped the pretense entirely, her voice laced with open contempt as she said, "Silvia, now that you've seen everything, there's no point hiding it anymore. Keith and I are in love. You should’ve stepped aside long ago and taken your lifeless, wooden presence with you. "Do you really think making a scene like this will scare us? Don't be naive. You're all alone in this world. You have no parents and no one to rely on. We can do whatever we want with you."